will ring again tonight
with a voice I love to hear
Up from the valley,
it's a -rollin' loud and clear
With an old shotgun
and carbide light
beneath a yellow moon
I'm out tonight to see a fight
of a big ring -tailed raccoon
Oh, Rattler had been here to -go,
But Rattler's bumpin' to comin' up,
You ought to see him go
Oh, Rattler had been here to -go,
But Rattler's bumpin' to comin' up ,
You ought to see him go
And fifteen after eleven o 'clock
he hit a red hot trail
And from the noise you'd think
he had that old crew by the tail
Well they run him up a white oak tree
way out on a limb
And there by the light of the yellow moon
I got a glimpse of him
Oh, Rattler, death is here to go
But Rattler's pump is a -comin' up ,
you oughta see him go
Oh, Rattler, that's a year to go
But Rattler's pup is a -comin' up ,
you oughta see him go
When that old coon looked down at me,
it was a sight to see
He looked as big as a grizzly bird
perched up in that tree
Well, I cut the tree down come the coon,
and when he hit the ground,
Rattler's pup, an old man coon,
went around and round and round.
They fought all night
and all day long,
it was a fearful sight.
No better coon, no better dog,
was ever in a fight.
Oh, Rattlers, half a year to go,
The Rattlers' pup is a -comin' up,
You oughta see him go!